Lyrics:
time to think
Just watch, don't flinch
Why yes, that's you in your millionth clinch
You murder every time you blink
Some flee disasters for their lives
shall rise Dawn has broken Know the vengeance from you open eyes Reawaken all Wage the war fight all once more Relive the sound of purest power Born in
as good as mine?
And if you live in war
Can you still keep score
Of the burdens like bodies piled at your door?
And the bodies that lost their chance
We shall fight them on the beaches
We shall fight them on the shore
They will bring us exploitation
We'll bring them their class war
We'll lock
it'is at
Anytime he ready for the war, come check me
I walk by myself, and I don't look over my back
Cause who and all your posse and your friends
And every Prince
Who lives in Greece
Will tear themselves to pieces for this beauty
Born of a swan
Jesus don't be long
Let her body sweat
the final war'
Our futile lives shall be no more.
Innocent victims of the nuclear glare,
Are torn apart as they stand unaware.
The whole world is
to live
But I wasn't ready yet
I wanted suckerpunch and numbness
The chase and the conquest of dating by numbers
The safety of keeping my distance
(Word Up)
(Hightower on the boards, knah what I'm sayin, my man Mo)
(Yo, but, there is a lot of negativity flowing through hip-hop these
days,
is useless
I don't need a bitch, call these hoes guppies
And they die without me so
Okay I feed my fish
So they can live another day
Give some of us
derivative of this business
What the gist is '97 mine is rhyming blisters
In your mind like ministers
The most sinister wisdom is in us all but it's you who
live it up
All that hate in your blood gotta give it up
More wins over lies gotta switch it up
On the way up bring the bitches up
Motivated by the money
Another war another martyr revered
Passed the fear from their fathers then it's lasting for years
Bullets don't discriminate the skin color they
Testosterone driven boy
Grabs a gun and forsakes his toys
Cause war heroes what we need
Sketching dead by week
So here he stands
He's Not
*YOGI B* (Intro)
We live in Malaysia . A land which I would say is Paradise . I tell myself
Everyday I'm gifted to be born here because all around
never liked ya keep a thousand yards stiff
When I'm mashin by, ya pussy posse ain't gon' appear
Like if I hopped out, told ya to run yo shit playa
commercial
Even Interscope is gettin' pimped by Universal
Green Tutankhamen Lantern, I curse you and murk you
But the Bin Laden slush fund remix just burked
through the sands of time
Crawling on it’s knees
Wine to feed the king of kings
Water for the poor
Disciples sent to hell and back
By architects of war
Well my old man is eighty four
His generation won the war
He left his farm forever when
They only kept on but one in ten
Landed gentry county snobs
Where
my
Dad is a damn no good liar, he told me my mom went to live
Up in the sky but when I look up all I see are stars from moving
Cars I pushed my insides
fight or you can run
Under a rock till the war is won
Play it safe and don't make a sound
But not us we won't back down true believers all the way
You
Tribal war social plague invades
Society
Nature of the habitat confronts
Bombard in pain
Ridiculed for sarcastic gain
Bad vibe
All I see is
to skeet crack
I represent the slum
Gangsta body dipped in all black
Don't act like you ain't know that
My clique is quick to go at
Any of why yall
live it
All day, every days a Billie Holiday
Lady sings the blues get the street news by the way
Have you heard crime pay?
Hit your block like
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